Two women were standing in the shallow water at the far end of the pool, holding a yellow strip of ribbon between them as the finish line. The announc...r gave the racers their instructions, then called for quiet as he prepared to start the race. ‘On your mark, Get set, Go!’ the announcer called. Sharon and Ashleigh dove into the pool and the race was on. It was obvious to the observers that Ashleigh would easily win as they watched her draw away from Sharon halfway up the pool. Ashleigh. " There is no way to predict how the future might have played out," Evan said. He had been silent through much of the evening's conversation. His childhood in Great Britain had been isolated by boarding schools and a watchful father. He had only a passing knowledge of many of the songs, films or television shows that the others had mentioned. But this topic was one that he'd considered countless times."Perhaps things would have worked out better for Regan if you'd waited," Evan continued.. He moved his hand away and I was so disappointed until I felt his wrinkled, calloused fingers slide down into my panties and touch my bare flesh. I shuddered, thrilled to the core by the erotic feelings I was getting between my legs and soaking his exploring fingertip. I didn't know what I wanted, but whatever it was I wanted it bad and I pressed myself eagerly against his finger as he stroked me. “Slip to your knees and open your legs wider,” he whispered in my ear and sliding his thumb out. Through the bright sunlight I fought to make out the time on the my clock 1:45PM. Good, I was early. I looked down in the seat next to me to find the rose bud I cut earlier. The moistened paper towel was making the aluminum foil wrapping around the stem cool to the touch. I chose a bud off of one of my favorite red rose bushes that was still tightly closed. I imagined it would bloom slowly. I was thinking of the imagery of something blooming with us as well. I guess that was kind of corny but I.